Just Do It
Seen I got the sauce
You just want the recipe
See I'm with the squad
Keep that nrg
Just do it so you know I keep a check on me
Damn Thats the reason why yo h keep textin me
Pockets getting fat amiris get distressing
Off white on my back
The drip all in my dressing
Mustard on the mazi
Rari look like ketchup
These n want beef but I don't hear the smoke detector
Please don't get me started boy you needa get yo bands up
Asking me what happened yea that last one was a anthem
Check the dash boy you know the engine v12
She get the chokin on the boy no spreewell
Haters say I'm up now
Now they showin love now
But my rolley getting lonely think I need a bussdown
Talking to the Jackson the money in my accent
Niggas act like bandits they try to real
my flow and then we leave yo ass abandoned
Fly as hell these b can't stand
it man they tryna know where I'm landing
Ball on my court nigga I ain't talking basket I
just flip the bread so the money doing somersaults
My n Ben he keep it locked yea that's right he in the vault my
neck in a river but I swim like Austin
they get the steppin when I say it like Martin
My dogs stay fighting they ain't doing no barking
Seen I got the sauce
You just want the recipe
See I'm with the squad
Keep that nrg
Just do it so you know I keep a check on me
Damn Thats the reason why yo h keep textin me
You just want the recipe
See I'm with the squad
Keep that nrg
Just do it so you know I keep a check on me
Damn Thats the reason why yo h keep textin me
Pockets getting fat amiris get distressing
Off white on my back
The drip all in my dressing
Mustard on the mazi
Rari look like ketchup
These n want beef but I don't hear the smoke detector
Please don't get me started boy you needa get yo bands up
Asking me what happened yea that last one was a anthem
Check the dash boy you know the engine v12
She get the chokin on the boy no spreewell
Haters say I'm up now
Now they showin love now
But my rolley getting lonely think I need a bussdown
Talking to the Jackson the money in my accent
Niggas act like bandits they try to real
my flow and then we leave yo ass abandoned
Fly as hell these b can't stand
it man they tryna know where I'm landing
Ball on my court nigga I ain't talking basket I
just flip the bread so the money doing somersaults
My n Ben he keep it locked yea that's right he in the vault my
neck in a river but I swim like Austin
they get the steppin when I say it like Martin
My dogs stay fighting they ain't doing no barking
Seen I got the sauce
You just want the recipe
See I'm with the squad
Keep that nrg
Just do it so you know I keep a check on me
Damn Thats the reason why yo h keep textin me
Credits
Writer(s): Jalon Amir Thompson, Nathaniel Stephen Cadet, Clive Alexander Marshall
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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